Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The impatient brake sounded, and the woman's body was like a kite that had broken its line and had fallen hard on the ground.

A lot of blood stained the eyes of the passers-by, some screaming, some screaming for an ambulance, some... unbelievably tightly covering their mouths.

Shumwood White saw the woman's eyes closed at the last moment, facing here.

She hates left encounters.

hated him from start to finish.

With her left back facing her, Shum Wood White could not see the look on his face.

She just felt like her feet weighed a thousand pounds, couldn't walk one foot, and didn't have the courage to go around in front of him.

He could only reach out and gently touch his slightly trembling hand.

As often as countless times, it was powerless to go through the past.

The woman's death did not hit Zuo Fuzhong much. Instead, he was even more upset that the other party had stolen his money and increased all his anger to the left.

Even Shen Mubai couldn't think of it. He met his left hand back.

But what happens to him is that he is only a 13-year-old teenager who will only be kicked more severely by the annoyed Zhuo Fuzhong.

Shen Kibai really wants to kill this scum at this moment.

Her anger had no meaning but to witness, as a bystander, all that had happened to her left.

Once again, Zuo Fuzhong lost his job.

Instead of going out to find a new job this time, he drinks at home all day, drinks hard and sleeps drunk all day.

It is precisely for this reason that he was much less abusive to the left.

The bad news is that the tuition fees on the left are not guaranteed, but there are scholarships.

But the situation was not so optimistic, Zuo Fuzhong once bought alcohol with all the scholarships he had met.

Back home every day, facing drunken fathers, sometimes nothing in the fridge.

Shen Mubai was really dying, and she had never seen such a miserable man before, just because fate was wrong, she had to bear all this injustice.

She felt bad about the whole person and didn't even know when to change the scene.

“Stop it, it's boring. ”

A familiar voice came, and Chen Jiahui several people walked out of it.

Shen Mubai was a little overwhelmed by God for a while. She didn't remember until she came out of the wall with her left face. This was the last scene of her first dream.

Left met ahead, slightly bowed his body, paused for a good while before continuing forward.

Shen Mubai saw Du Yao, she hesitated, didn't know what to think at the end, and retracted her feet.

Du Yaohui saw Chen Jiahui meet several people in the alley alone, but she did not inform the teacher, nor did she ask anyone to stop her. She was just timid and watched.

Shen Kibai felt like she was almost throwing up blood, and now she thinks what happened to those people was cheap on them.

She walked up to Du Yao and looked straight into her eyes and said, “What happened to her left is you tell her. ”

“You don't deserve to hate left-handed, that's what you owe him. ”

Instead of looking at Du Yao, who hesitated to come out, she followed the steps of her left encounter.

Left encounter is slower today than usual, and the movement is a little unnatural.

Shen Kibai quickly followed him.

Dark-haired, somewhat messy, dark-haired teenager walked silently on the road with his schoolbag, which he walked a thousand and eight hundred times without a trace of pause.